So many adventures. So few times.

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My life is pretty dull. I play with a toddler, watch a lot of Yo Gabba Gabba and experiment with the crock pot. I have no bed time and I find humor in Laffy Taffy jokes. Conan O'Brien is my anti-drug.

Tuesday, January 30, 2018

A Winters Day and Stair Wine

Written exactly a week ago, when my blogging app decided to no longer work although I totally pay to have the legit version. So that’s cool I guess. Insert a real side-eye here because that shit is stupid. 

This, on a day when the husband is not located in a midwestern state, and the school texts at 5 something  to alert there is no school, and then after you drift back to sleep the dog wakes you to go outside, so as you sleepily tread back up the stairs after letting her do her business outside you realize she deficated in the middle of the off-white carpeted hallway at some point in the stormy night and somehow you didn’t step in it, praise 7 pound 4 ounce Baby Jesus. 

And then after you have a leisurely morning snuggling and watching Brave with your best school-aged girl snuggled in bed while gazing out at the heaps at snow you realize you still don’t know how to use the snow blower.

And then after you laughingly brush off your neighbors exceedingly generous offers to plow for you, you realize you never did get around to purchasing water resistant gloves for yourself. Oversized dude gloves from 1992 it is!

Gotta love the end-of-the-drive plow pile. πŸ˜‚πŸ˜­πŸ˜‚

The after πŸ‘‡πŸ», in which Brett’s response was, “Nice”.Whatever. I personally have never seen a more beautiful site. 

And as we approach bedtime, Emma just asked me why there was an almost-empty glass of wine on the stairs. She should be asking herself why there isn’t a glass of wine on every staircase of every parent of the EA school district this evening.

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